Lyrics

Hey precious, hey burning child.Time to tune to something wild.It's new, it's hot, it's all you're not.Don't turn back, it's all we've got.You're breathless, you're out of step--time to learn just what is hip.If you think you're in a jumble,that's the way the cookie crumbles.Tuning into something wild.Tuning into something wild.Like a comet from space,like a slap in the face,you can feel it coming.Like a push in the back,turning white into black,you're feeling something wild now!Well, maybe so-- we're in a mess,world gone wrong, but don't forgetthere's a groove that makes you wonderhow the hell they sample thunder.It's glorious, it's boom, boom, boom.Bless the noise that shakes the room.If you think we're getting milderbrace yourself for something wilder.